Chapter 519 I Don’t Know Why, but My Heart Is Beating so Fast

Yin Shuiling was lying on the bed. She had a lot to say to Yin Muchen, but she was too shy to speak.

She thought her brother would ask her if she had eaten and if she was obedient. When the atmosphere became lively, she would gradually speak out her words. However, she did not expect her brother to just say "hmm", and the atmosphere became awkward.

What should she say?

Her small pearly teeth bit her delicate pink lips, and she stuttered and whispered, "Brother, I... don't need... that teacher..."

"Which teacher?" The voice on the other end was obviously laughing.

Yin Shuiling's white jade hands clenched the sheets, "It's that teacher, you hired me on weekends to teach me extracurricular common sense... I think she is so strange..."

"Well, why is she strange?" The man's voice was low, mellow and magnetic, and particularly pleasant. He seemed to ask very seriously.

"That teacher said... that 12-19 years old is... the stage of love. She also asked me if I have... a boy I like?"

"Do you have one?"

Yin Shuiling's face flushed. She did not expect her brother to ask so directly.

At this time, Ning Qing and Yao Xiaozhu entered the dormitory. Seeing Yin Shuiling's shy appearance, Yao Xiaozhu asked loudly, "Yin Shuiling, why is your face so red? Who are you talking to on the phone? Could it be your boyfriend?"

Yao Xiaozhu's voice also reached Yin Muchen's ears. Yin Muchen looked at the city lights outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and his dark eyes were shining.

The girl's soft voice came, and she said coquettishly, "Oh, Yao Xiaozhu, don't talk nonsense. I won't pay attention to you, hum."

The girl covered her little head with the quilt and shrank her whole body into the quilt.

Yin Muchen smiled quietly at the corner of his mouth, and he called her softly, "Shuiling..."

Yin Shuiling felt her heart beating very fast, and she didn't know how to answer her brother's question.

She had never been in contact with boys, and she didn't know what love was.

"…No…" Her bright and delicate little face turned red like an apple, and anyone who saw it would want to take a bite. She answered softly, "I only like my brother."

This answer completely pleased Yin Muchen. He wiped his trouser pocket with one hand and wanted to take out a cigarette, but he thought that the cigarette was left on the desk.

He nodded, "Yes, brother knows."

Yin Shuiling buried her little face in the soft pillow, and touched her little heartbeat with her little hand, which was beating fast and chaotically.

Well... she felt so embarrassed...

"Brother, today in the woods on the playground, I saw a boy and a girl, they... they were hugging each other, the girl's skirt was lifted up, and the boy was touching her legs... I was scared at the time and ran back to school quickly..."

Yin Muchen frowned slightly, his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, his voice was a little hoarse, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "I didn't lift your skirt, nor did I touch you, what are you afraid of?"

Brother...

Yin Shuiling's pupils shrank, and she really suspected that she had heard it wrong. How could her brother say that, so straightforward and vulgar.

At her age, she didn't know that men would feel itchy from time to time for women who were attracted to them. This kind of itching caused a rapid increase in hormones. Even the most reserved and well-educated men would show their straightforward and vulgar side, which could be called a kind of flirting between men and women.

Her pair of scissor eyes flashed with bright and shy water light, biting her pink lips tightly, and she stopped talking.

Yin Muchen knew that he had gone too far, so he frowned and adjusted his disordered breathing. He said, "These things will not happen again in the future, so Shuiling, don't be afraid. I'll ask Uncle Liu to pick you up this Friday. Brother may be home late, so do your homework by yourself."

"Oh." Yin Shuiling nodded obediently.

"Hang up if nothing else, Shuiling, good night." The man hung up the phone.

...

Yin Shuiling looked at the phone screen that had been hung up, stretched out her hand to pull off the quilt on her head, exposing her little head to breathe the fresh air outside.

At this time, Yao Xiaozhu on the bed opposite smiled and said, "Yin Shuiling, who were you talking to on the phone just now? I saw that you were blushing and biting your lips, I don't believe it wasn't the boy you like. Yin Shuiling, I'm really curious about what kind of boy you like."

Yao Xiaozhu has a lively and unrestrained personality, and she gets along well with the boys in the class. She has a good figure and is more mature psychologically. She knows a lot about men and women, which is not comparable to guinea pigs like Yin Shuiling and Ning Qing.

Yin Shuiling didn't say anything. She didn't want to tell Yao Xiaozhu that she was talking on the phone with her brother. Yao Xiaozhu liked to gossip about her brother when she had nothing to do. She seemed to like and admire her brother. She rejected Yao Xiaozhu in her heart.

At this time, Ning Qing put a collection of essays next to the pillow, turned over and lay on the bed. The girl had her hair loose and wore a white pajamas. She was pure and beautiful.

Her bed was connected to Yin Shuiling's. The two girls had a good relationship and slept head to head.

Ning Qing lay on the railing of the bed, looking at Yin Shuiling who was also lying opposite. She asked curiously, "Shuiling, what do you mean by love?"

"I don't know." Yin Shuiling answered softly. The two girls looked at each other and took in each other's ignorant and blushing beauty.

"You don't know this?" Yao Xiaozhu waved her hand and laughed boldly, "Liking someone means that you blush and your heart beats fast when you see him, and you worry about him when you can't see him. When you see him with other girls, you feel sour and jealous. When you are with him, you feel sweet and always smile. There is no one else in your eyes and heart except him. This is love."

Yao Xiaozhu said and looked at the two of them, "Do you understand?"

The two silly girls stared at her, dumbfounded and unresponsive.

Yao Xiaozhu felt bored, turned over and closed his eyes to sleep, "I won't tell you anymore, and you won't understand if I tell you."

"I don't want to understand either." Ning Qing turned over and lay down. She took the essay collection and continued to read, "I'd better read."

Ning Qing turned a page, and then she felt her small shoulder being gently poked by a soft little finger. She looked back, "Shui Ling, what's wrong?"

Two pink blushes appeared on Yin Shuiling's small face. Her bright pupils had a bright spring-like luster flowing in them. Her white jade little hand stretched out to hold Ning Qing's little hand, and then gently placed it on her heart. superior.

She covered the girl's ear and whispered in fear, "Qingqing, when I heard Yao Xiaozhu's words just now, I thought of...brother, I don't know why, my heartbeat...is very fast..."

Ning Qing's eyes widened, "Shui Ling, you..."

…

Friday, night.

Yin Shuiling returned to the apartment. She put her schoolbag in the room, then took paper and pen to the living room to prepare for drawing.

At this time, the aunt in the kitchen came out and said, "Miss Yin, dinner is already ready. Something happened at home tonight. I have to go home early. Mr. Yin will be back soon. Please stay at home and don't mess around." run."

Yin Shuiling was sitting on the soft and clean carpet, drawing on the coffee table with a pencil in her right hand. After hearing this, she raised her little head and nodded, "Okay, Auntie, walk slowly, 88."

The aunt looked at Yin Shuiling's bright and delicate face and thought to herself, who doesn't like this little girl? She is a sweet and well-behaved little schoolgirl. The more she looks at her, the more she likes her.

Auntie went out with a smile.

Yin Shuiling lowered her head to draw. She wanted to draw a natural drawing of blue sky and white clouds, but she dropped the pencil and the rough outline of a person appeared.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and her conversation with Qingqing on Monday night came to mind again, and she felt her whole little face heat up.

Well, what happened to her?

Why is my mind filled with...brother?

She bit her lower lip with her small teeth in hatred.

At this time, there was a "pop", the entire apartment went dark, and the power went out.

Yin Shuiling has been afraid of the dark since she was a child. She stood up from the carpet with a sudden leap, holding a pencil and drawing paper in her hand. She was so frightened that she backed away.

Her eyes still couldn't adapt to the sudden darkness, so she retreated to the corner. All she touched in her little hands were gauze curtains and the finest and most expensive Jiangnan embroidery.

At this time, there was a slight sound and the apartment door opened.

Yin Shuiling looked up and saw a little light coming from the opened apartment door, and the tall and handsome figure stood against the light.

Yin Shuiling immediately smiled and said, "Brother, are you back?"

The man beside the door made no sound, and with a bang, the apartment door was closed again.

Yin Shuiling stood there, watching the tall figure walk to the sofa in the living room. He raised his hand to unbutton his suit, making a sound of undressing, and then threw it on the sofa.

He stretched out his long legs and walked over.

When he approached, Yin Shuiling smelled the smell of alcohol on his body. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Brother, have you been drinking? There is suddenly no electricity at home...ah!"

Yin Shuiling let out a soft cry in fright, because a strong arm reached around her soft waist, and with the man's strength, she was completely lifted into his arms.

His movements were not gentle at all. Yin Shuiling felt pain when she bumped into his arms. The man's body was very hard, with strong and tight muscles, a young and strong frame, and slightly impetuous movements.

Yin Shuiling stretched out her two small hands and put them on his chest, "Brother, what are you doing? Let go first, eh, you're strangling me so much that I can't breathe."

The tight hold on her loosened a little, and the man's handsome cheek pressed against her pink face, rubbing it infatuatedly. His peak-like nose was buried in her hair, and his voice was low and soft. Ya, "Have you taken a shower? Why does it smell so good?"

"I didn't take a shower, I just finished school..." After hearing him speak, the fear in Yin Shuiling's heart disappeared. She gave up struggling and hugged him obediently. She asked softly, "Brother, are you drunk?"

The man said "Yes" and replied casually, "Probably, maybe."

"Brother, Auntie is back home. Can I go to the kitchen and cook you a bowl of hangover soup?"

"You can?"

She is a rich young lady who has no fingers in the spring water.

Yin Shuiling didn't say anything. She knows how to do it. She signed up for chef school a month ago and is now working hard to learn cooking. However, she hasn't started cooking yet. She won't tell her brother now. She will give him a surprise when she does.

As she was thinking this, she suddenly felt something soft and covered with the cool night air on her right cheek, and Yin Muchen was kissing her.